A Force Love Contract With GANG LEADER

The car was parking by the road imposingly. It was dark and gloomy, giving an ominous feeling. And in fact, it was ominous.

Kate approached and asked outside the half slid down window, “What is it?”

Ed said as a matter of course, “Picking you up to go home. Get in.”

“No. I will take the bus.”This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“You think I wanted this? It is my boss’ idea. Hurry up.”

She had to pull the back door open and get in.

Ed drove very fast, and the car snaked its way among the sea of traffic as a fish would. No traffic rules were obeyed. Kate’s heart was bouncing up and down with the risky turning and advancing. Soon she felt something was not right. “Where are we going?”

“Seaside villa.”

“For what?”

“You will live there from now on.”

“No,” Kate said decisively. It was too tyrannical of him. She protested sternly, “I will not go there.”

Ed said indifferently, “I am just executing his order. It is useless to talk with me. Go talk with the boss.”

“I will talk to him.”

Ed paused to steal a look at her from the rearview mirror and passed her the phone.

Kate took it and said she didn’t know his number.

“Press 1.”

Kate dialed, and after a few seconds of music, it got through. Tristan’s low voice with impatience came to her ear. “What is the matter?”

She was too excited, and her breath was ragged. “Fox, it is too much of you!”

“Kate?” He was surprised but turned quiet immediately. “I will talk to you when I get back. I am busy now.”

“I will not go there.”

Tristan was silent for a moment and said, “Do you think this is something that can be negotiated?”

Kate was startled and ground her teeth. “Don’t go too far.”

He laughed lightly and turned cold. “It was a gesture of thanks to you. We will settle it later.” And then he hung up.

Kate listened to the beeping sound as her chest moved up and down. She had nowhere to vent her anger. Until the hand stretched from the front, she gave the phone back mechanically. After she got back to her senses, she screamed, “Stop the car. I want to get out here.”

The car didn’t slow down at all. She turned to open the door, but it was locked. Ed pressed the lock button just in time. He frowned. “Are you crazy? Jumping out? You think you are immortal?”

Kate’s rare emotional outburst subsided at his shouting like a leaking balloon. She sat back, weakly.

Ed felt pity for her glazed expression and said, “Stop fussing. It is a matter of sooner or later.”

Kate turned to him blankly, and Ed’s expression became awkward in the rearview mirror. “Well, last time, I offended you…sorry.”

Kate didn’t know which time he meant, but she was not in the mood to find out. Her mind was focused on how she could get through tonight.

It was dark when they arrived. Kate didn’t notice this was the place Max admired when they went to the seaside with John. She was muddle-headed when she got out of the car and followed Ed to the door of the villa.

Somebody received them respectfully at the door. It was a middle-aged woman who looked familiar. She called her Miss White and got her the slippers to change. She even reached her hand to take her bag for her, but she was not used to being waited upon, and she dodged her.

The woman didn’t mind and led her upstairs warmly. She opened the door to one room and asked her to go in. She told Kate the bathwater was ready, and she pointed to a change of clothes. Before she left, she asked if Kate need anything, to just call her.

Kate stood in the middle of the room, lost in thought. The room was bigger than her whole apartment. Even though the drapes, the sheets on the bed, the carpet were a warm color, she felt the room was cold. Then she realized the woman was the one who brought her breakfast after her nightmare of torture.

She had been avoiding the memory of that night intentionally. If she could, she would remove it from her memory thoroughly as that man instructed her to do that time.

But it was he who dragged her back to this again.